As a geneticist I knew, intellectually, that my son would be 50% identical to me at the DNA level. What I didn’t realize was what that meant in real life – that I would look at him and often see myself looking back. It is not like a mirror because it’s three dimensional and tangible and real and his mother is there as well. I can see the best and worst of both of us. It is equal parts frightening and fabulous. Frightening because at six months old I can’t imagine life without him now. Fabulous because he brings out an unselfish love of which I didn’t know I was capable.

I think that he looks at me and sees the same thing I do. For him, it seems a lot simpler – the familiarity makes him smile and that just melts my heart.

 
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